365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild
Chapter 1246: There’s No Liking or Disliking, It Just Depends on the Person

Chapter 1246: Chapter 1246: There’s No Liking or Disliking, It Just Depends on the Person

Jiang Jinchen had gone to Zhi Shang. After dealing with the backed-up work of the day, he drove back to the hotel.

Since that night, he had never allowed himself to get drunk again.

"Ding—"

Using the room card to unlock the president suite, Jiang Jinchen carelessly threw his coat onto the sofa.

Turning around, he entered the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water.

Holding the glass, he returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

The car keys in his hand, along with the keys to the newly purchased villa, were tossed onto the table in front of him.

He took a sip of water and then exhaustedly leaned back on the sofa.

He stretched a hand to press against his brow.

Once Zhi Shang was on track, Jiang Haoyan should have received the news.

A tough battle was just around the corner.

"You’re back. Have you had dinner? I’ve stewed some soup. I’ll get you a bowl," Jing Yan said, stepping out from her room to Jiang Jinchen, looking at his weary expression and speaking softly.

Unlike other young ladies from wealthy families, what surprised Jiang Jinchen the most about Jing Yan was that not only was she well-read and sensible, but she also had excellent culinary skills.

The president suite had a kitchen equipped with all kinds of utensils.

Jing Yan didn’t let these tools go to waste. Whenever she was in a good mood, she would cook.

Of course, she didn’t make a special effort to cater to Jiang Jinchen, but purely cooked according to her own preferences.

If Jiang Jinchen was willing, he would lend a hand and they would eat together; if he wasn’t, she would cook just for herself.

She lived her own life, not putting pressure on anyone.

Even considerate to the point where you might overlook her presence, but after spending time together, if she was absent, you would clearly feel the difference.

"You cooked?"

Jiang Jinchen saw her and sat up from the sofa, casually asking.

Jing Yan walked to the kitchen doorway, paused in her steps, looked back at him, and gently shook her head.

"No, I’m on a diet, I only have soup at night. But if you want to eat, I can stir-fry a few dishes. It won’t take much time."

"Let’s do it together. I’ll help you. You don’t need to lose weight with that small amount of flesh you have."

Jiang Jinchen stood up from the sofa and stepped towards the kitchen, passing Jing Yan and entering the kitchen first.

He opened the fridge and began to prepare several ingredients.

Jing Yan stood there stunned for a moment before reacting and stepping forward.

"I’ll handle these. You have more strength, you cut the meat," Jing Yan said, taking the greens from him and pointing at the beef next to them.

Jiang Jinchen generously handed over the vegetables to her and swiftly started cutting the meat.

Back when he was living with Ning Yanan, he had often helped out in the kitchen. To Jiang Jinchen, these tasks were not about liking or disliking, but about who was with him.

He rarely cooked with Jing Yan. When he felt like eating, he would just go through the motions, washing a dish or two, and then he would have a meal without much effort.

Today, the act of seriously getting ready to cook was unprecedented.

Precisely because it was their first time, Jing Yan seemed quite shocked.

She kept staring at him, feeling that the scene before her eyes was somewhat surreal.

"Put everything down. I’m cooking today. You set the table."

After everything was prepped, Jiang Jinchen spoke indifferently.

"..."

Jing Yan looked at the handsome profile of the man, her heart stirred slightly.

Was he going to cook specifically for her?

She remembered Jiang Jinchen had said the first time he cooked for a woman was for Ning Yanan.

Ning Yanan was also the only one he was willing to cook for.

Jing Yan never thought that one day, Jiang Jinchen would personally tell her he was going to cook for her, leaving her somewhat stunned in place.